Chapter 11

"Th-this..." Wang Ge was so surprised that he stammered, not knowing what to say for a moment.

The girl had acted out of kindness, but if she had to resort to theft to help him, how could Wang Ge bear it? How could he accept it?

"Don’t misunderstand, this isn’t stolen." The girl缩缩脖子吐吐小舌头, her pink, tender tongue and her curved, smiling eyes made her look very cute.

"Then it’s..." If it wasn’t stolen, did she pay for it herself? Wang Ge widened his eyes and quickly took out a thousand-sun coin from his pocket, offering it to the girl: "I have money, you can take it to get change."

"No." The girl waved her hand and didn’t take Wang Ge’s sun coin: "The high-quality magic points pastries have strict time limits. If they aren’t sold within two hours of being baked, their texture starts to change and they are treated as garbage, so their pastries are never discounted.

"But these pastries that have passed the time limit are still perfectly edible, yet they prefer to dispose of them all as garbage. Employees can eat them, but they must not take them home or let customers see.

"But how many can employees eat? Most of them are disposed of. This is their emphasis on high quality, but I think it’s really a waste.

"So I secretly took a just-over-time Eighteen Scholars for you. I didn’t take it home, you didn’t buy anything, and you’re not a customer, so it can’t be considered stealing, hehe!"

"Is that so..." Wang Ge lightly pressed the soft button on the pink preservation box, and the folding lid opened automatically. Indeed, the pastries inside were neatly arranged and still looked exquisite. As soon as the lid was opened, a fragrant aroma of flowers wafted out.

"If the store finds out, will it affect you..." Wang Ge looked at the girl with moon-shaped eyes worriedly. If she got fired because of this, he would feel very guilty.

"If you don’t say and I don’t say, who would know?" The girl shrugged her little mouth indifferently: "But even if I get fired, it doesn’t matter, I’m just a temporary worker anyway.

"Stop talking so much, take it quickly. Remember to use the preservation function, otherwise it will affect the texture."

"But..." Wang Ge wanted to say more, but the girl suddenly widened her eyes. Although her eyes were like a crescent moon when she smiled, they were still quite large when she glared:

"Don’t say ‘but.’ Life is hard for commoners, I know that. But thirty years on the east side, thirty years on the west side, don’t underestimate the poor young man! You’re so young, work hard, and when you make it, treat me to the most expensive cake here, okay!"

"What’s your name?" Wang Ge pursed his lips and asked seriously.

"My name is... Oh!" The girl looked around, then lowered her head and pushed Wang Ge with her small hands, like a bull: "Okay, okay, go quickly. Are you trying to get me fired by talking so much?"

"My name is Wang Ge. When I earn enough money, I will definitely treat you to the most expensive cake in the Earth Federation!" Wang Ge said firmly, but he was pushed a few steps by the girl, laughing and crying at the same time. Worried about being discovered, he hurriedly left.

Walking out onto the street, Wang Ge looked back into the alley and saw the girl sneak back through the back door like a cute little hamster.

He couldn’t help but laugh, realizing he had forgotten to get her contact information.

But it didn’t matter. As long as he could successfully complete thirty major indenture contracts, he would have enough money to treat her.

It wouldn’t be more than two months, and she wouldn’t leave the high-quality magic points store so quickly as a temporary worker.

If he couldn’t complete the thirty major indenture contracts, he would die on the arena and wouldn’t see her again.

Regardless, this person and this event made Wang Ge feel warm inside, even temporarily forgetting the immense pressure from the thirty major indenture contracts.

Holding the pink preservation box, Wang Ge walked back with a smile on his face, unaware of it.

In an office on the upper floor of the high-quality magic points store, the windows were all blocked by blinds, and the desk displayed a 360-degree panoramic virtual screen. The image showed the moon-eyed girl and Wang Ge talking at the back door of the high-quality magic points store.

"My name is Wang Ge. When I earn enough money, I will definitely treat you to the most expensive cake in the Earth Federation!" Wang Ge’s voice came clearly from the screen.

Two men in black suits quickly exchanged glances. One, a bald man with a fierce look, frowned and said, "Boss, should I give this bumpkin a warning?"

"No need." The other man, with a slicked-back hairstyle, shook his head, took a cigarette, and leaned back comfortably in his chair. As he watched Wang Ge disappear at the alley exit, he said:

"The young lady is just habitually sympathetic. This is just a small, spontaneous act. The young lady has fed many stray dogs. Do you think she would remember which one she fed?"

"You’re right." The bald man’s frown relaxed: "Maybe the young lady will forget this by tomorrow."

"Forgetting or not doesn’t matter." The slicked-back man exhaled a ring of smoke and glanced at his colleague with a cold smile: "Do you think that bumpkin will really come back to treat the young lady to the most expensive cake in the Earth Federation?"

"Definitely not." The bald man tilted his head and shrugged.

"Even if he does, who knows when that will be?" The slicked-back man flicked the ash and looked at the bald man with a lecturing gaze: "The young lady is just experiencing life here for the summer. She will leave after the summer.

"With the young lady’s noble status, that bumpkin will never have the chance to see her again. Some things don’t need to be complicated, understand?"

"Understood, boss." The bald man was convinced by the scolding. The boss was indeed insightful and experienced. He should keep his opinions to himself.

This was an old street. Compared to the bustling North City Sky Street, if the North City Sky Street was a noble and elegant lady, this place was like an old, ragged beggar.

But compared to the Northwest Meteor Street, this place was a different world. Although it was poor, it wasn’t chaotic. Everyone had a job, working from sunrise to sunset, busy but forming the foundation of society. This was the North Plain Street in the civilian area, where Wang Ge lived.

"Uncle Liu, going to the night shift?"

"Have you eaten, Aunt Li?"

"Xiao Ming, don’t pull its tail, be careful it bites you!"

Wang Ge greeted the neighbors along the way, his steps light as if he were walking on springs because of the pink preservation box in his hand.

"Hey, what’s this good thing you bought?" Some busybodies asked when they saw the pink preservation box.

"Nothing, it’s for Feifei." Wang Ge said with a smile, not stopping and quickly entered an old apartment building.

The Federation stipulates that residential buildings over seven stories must have elevators, but this only applies in the elite and prestigious areas.

Wang Ge’s old apartment building had twenty floors, but only had stairs, as it was in the civilian area.

The population of the civilian area was fifty times that of the elite area and five hundred times that of the prestigious area, but the area it occupied was the smallest of the three.

Wang Ge climbed to the eighteenth floor in one breath. He remembered the girl with the moon-shaped eyes said the pastries had a time limit, and the texture would change two hours after baking. Although he had the preservation box, he was still worried the taste would change by the time his sister ate them.

He took out the traditional key to open the outdated security door and excitedly walked in, shouting, "Hey—ho! Where’s our star student from the Starry Sky University?"

He held the pink preservation box high, smiling exaggeratedly, and his eyes fell on a wooden double bed in the room, but he didn’t see the familiar small figure.

Where is she?

Wang Ge’s home wasn’t big, with only one room that served as both the living room and bedroom. There was also a small toilet and a narrow balcony that served as the kitchen.

Wang Fei wasn’t on the double bed. Could she be in the toilet?

Sure enough, Wang Ge soon heard a timid "Brother" from the toilet. He immediately stiffened his face, first placing the pink preservation box on the table in front of the bed—this square table served as both a dining table and Wang Fei’s computer desk.

Pushing open the wooden door of the toilet, Wang Ge saw a beautiful girl with short hair sitting on a small stool, a large basin in front of her with dirty clothes soaking in it. She held a piece of soapy clothing in her small hands, her big, watery eyes looking at Wang Ge pitifully, like a little pet waiting for punishment.

A pair of crutches leaned against the wall, and a white patch of wall dust was on the girl’s elbow, clearly from bumping into the wall when she sat down, but she hadn’t noticed and hadn’t cleaned it.

This was Wang Fei, Wang Ge’s beloved younger sister, who was five years younger than him and had been paralyzed in her lower limbs since childhood. Fortunately, her legs hadn’t atrophied and looked no different from a normal person’s. She persisted in exercising her legs every day, but there was little progress, and she could only walk with the help of the wall.

Wang Fei had always been very obedient and tried not to burden her brother. She cut her hair short for convenience, which added a touch of cuteness.

Wang Ge had intended to scold her, but her pitiful eyes made him soften. He took a deep breath and his voice lowered involuntarily: "I’ve told you many times, let me wash the dirty clothes. Your hands are for controlling star battles. Washing clothes will make your fingers rough and lose their sensitivity!"

"It’s okay, Brother, I don’t wash them often..." Wang Fei defended herself pitifully, but Wang Ge didn’t listen. He picked her up in a princess carry.

"Bang!"

"Ouch!" Wang Fei cried out, holding her head. The toilet was too small, and despite Wang Ge’s care, he still bumped her head on the wooden door. Of course, it wasn’t a hard hit, but Wang Fei pretended to be in great pain to gain her brother’s sympathy and forget about her secret washing.

"Does it hurt? Where did you hit? Let me rub it for you..." Wang Ge panicked, placing Wang Fei on the double bed and carefully examining where she had hit.

At this moment, Wang Ge, who had been ruthlessly killing in the underground boxing ring, seemed like an angel, while the other side was a devil...